Mmm Rusty Spoons
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Mmm Rusty Spoons
by Colluna Fri Nov 14, 2008 1:22 pm
Last edited by InsolentMr.Ben-I on Fri Nov 14, 2008 1:30 pm; edited 1 time in total
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Re: Mmm Rusty Spoons
by BlackOps Fri Nov 14, 2008 1:29 pm
zOMG! I WORSHIP SALAD FINGERS!
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BlackOps wrote: 11/07/08
RE:Your Thoughts 10:42:23
Well, as of late I have been struggling with some issues that weigh heavily
upon my soul. I do love that you have asked me to share with you, that
which perplexes me.
I find myself being uncontrollably drawn to rusty objects, but it isn't
just any rusty objects. I search for the perfect rusty spork. The touch
of rust is almost orgasmic, but the touch of the perfect rusty spork
would be heavenly.
Also, my toaster, Mildred... speaks in tongues and now I have begun
conversing with Mildred. Sometimes I get confused and I'm not quiet
sure if I am speaking in tongues or not.
When I rest in the evening listening to Rupert yammer about the war and
freshly planted kittens in the new garden, warm waves pass through me
and feel as though it is the rapture. Often I find I have soiled myself which
appears to truly be the reason for the warming glow I feel.
Apologies for the delay in writing just now. I pricked my finger just a
moment ago and I became lost in the euphoric feeling as the red water
came. I like it when the red water comes.
I supposed I should be tending to the 'others' as the day grows later still.
Do stop in again as visitors are scarce.
~BlackOps
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BlackOps wrote: 11/07/08
RE:Your Thoughts 10:42:23
Well, as of late I have been struggling with some issues that weigh heavily
upon my soul. I do love that you have asked me to share with you, that
which perplexes me.
I find myself being uncontrollably drawn to rusty objects, but it isn't
just any rusty objects. I search for the perfect rusty spork. The touch
of rust is almost orgasmic, but the touch of the perfect rusty spork
would be heavenly.
Also, my toaster, Mildred... speaks in tongues and now I have begun
conversing with Mildred. Sometimes I get confused and I'm not quiet
sure if I am speaking in tongues or not.
When I rest in the evening listening to Rupert yammer about the war and
freshly planted kittens in the new garden, warm waves pass through me
and feel as though it is the rapture. Often I find I have soiled myself which
appears to truly be the reason for the warming glow I feel.
Apologies for the delay in writing just now. I pricked my finger just a
moment ago and I became lost in the euphoric feeling as the red water
came. I like it when the red water comes.
I supposed I should be tending to the 'others' as the day grows later still.
Do stop in again as visitors are scarce.
~BlackOps
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